Chapter 120

“Shut up,” Ethan said.

“Ethan, we’re the most compatible with each other. Olivia only loves your money. She can get with

anyone as long as the price is right.”

Ethan ignored her and left.

Marina was angry. She walked toward the other side of the hall with her wine in hand.

She whispered something into Calista’s ears.

Calista was all talk. She had never actually hurt anyone before.

She had a nervous expression and said, “Are… are we really doing this?”

Marina smiled and said, “I have always trusted you, Calista. I believe you’re destined to do great things.

“If you can take care of this for me, I can promise you that there will be something for the Davieses at

the Oakland Hospital.” “I will not let you down, Marina.”

Marina smiled with satisfaction. This was reality. People would do anything to satiate their greed.

“Olivia, how are you going to fight me with neither the resources nor anyone to back you up?” Marina

thought to herself.

Olivia sat with Colin for a while longer. Colin was very gentlemanly and considerate.

“Nothing is happening at this hour. The buffet on this ship is decent.

“Do you want to grab some together, Olivia? There is still a lot I haven’t told you about Snowball.”

Olivia looked at the time. It was indeed still early. It was not yet time for the main event.

“Okay.”

They went to the buffet dining hall together. Ethan’s eyes were fixed on Olivia.

It was getting on his nerves that she was interacting with another man.

He was already regretting his decision to let her come out. He knew that she would be the center of

attention no matter where she went.

He grunted and said, “Find out where that man came from.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller.”

Violin music was playing in the restaurant.

There was a variety of foods from different countries. Colin went to the dessert table and picked up

some mousse cakes for

Olivia

“I remember that you used to love cake, Olivia.”

“You have a good memory, but old people do not like sweet things.”

“Are you kidding me, Olivia? You’re only 21 years old this year, right? You’re still in your prime.”

Olivia had skipped a few grades in school, so she graduated from university earlier than her peers.

The laws of Arlandia allowed marriage at the age of 18. Olivia was shocked to hear her own age.

“So I am only 21 years old,” she said.

“That’s right! Most people haven’t graduated from university yet at this age. You’re still in your prime

years. You’re not old!”

Colin had a smile on his face. He had the energy of a 17–year–old teenager.

Olivia was only a few years older than him, but she felt old inside. It was as if nothing excited her

anymore.

She lowered her head to look at what he brought her. Those cakes were indeed things that she loved

three years ago.

It had only been three years. She has been through too much.

“Look, Olivia! Isn’t the snow pretty?”

Colin was full of energy. He was talking about food a second ago, and now his attention had turned to

the snow outside the window.

He pulled Olivia onto the deck joyfully. The snow was quietly falling under the warm yellow lights.

Olivia reached out, and a snowflake fell on her palm.

She remembered that day last year. It also snowed then.

Marina had stood next to her on the deck. She had an arrogant smile on her face.

Marina had said, “Why don’t we have a bet? Who would Ethan rescue if we both fell into the ocean at

the same time?”

The memory of that day pained Olivia deeply.

She grabbed the railing tightly. Her eyes were filled with despair.

Her expression scared Colin.

“What’s wrong, Olivia?”

Olivia’s thoughts drifted away from that painful memory.

She looked at the endless expanse of the ocean. It looked like a monster that could devour anything in

the night.

She concealed the pain in her eyes and said in a gentle tone, “Colin, Snowball does not have long to

live. She is already an old cat.”

Colin looked at her, confused. “Don’t worry, Olivia, I’ll take good care of her.”

“When she passes, can you please bury her under the plum tree at the Fordham residence?”